After washing up and lying on the bed, Feng Chen thought about what his sister Feng Wan had just told him, An Zhida gave a speech at Fudan University, and he came to Shanghai? But why didn't he see himself?

Didn't Comrade An Zhida know that he had returned from Japan?

No way, Ma Chunshui will definitely tell him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He won't come to Shanghai, and he hasn't even met Comrade Ma Chunshui?

Or Comrade An Zhida is so busy that he doesn't have a chance to see himself?

When I see Comrade Ma Chunshui tomorrow, I must ask carefully.

Thinking about it, Feng Chen slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Feng Chen got up early, dressed himself up, and walked downstairs.

Jing Shujie and her sister Feng Wan have already made breakfast.

"Brother, why are you so early today?" Feng Wan gave Feng Chen a bowl of porridge, handed it to Feng Chen and asked.

"There are a lot of things to deal with before the opening of the magazine, so let's get over early today." Feng Chen took the rice bowl and said.

"My sister-in-law has recently had a vacation and wants to go back to Nanjing." Feng Wan said.

"Oh, isn't the medical school going to graduate early?" Feng Chen glanced at it and didn't speak, and Jing Shujie, who was slowly drinking gruel, asked.

"Well, I heard that some graduates will be enriched into the army." Jing Shujie nodded and said.

"Shujie, then what are your plans?" Feng Chen asked.

"I want to be by my mother's side, so that I can take care of them." Jing Shujie replied.

Jing Shujie's mother and her own mother both live in Nanjing, Jing Shujie's mother is her father's second wife, after the death of her father, the mother and daughter moved out to live in another place, Jing Shujie and Feng Chen after the marriage, most of the time lived with Feng Chen's mother.

"Well, that's fine, you go back to Nanjing first, I recently found someone to arrange a hospital for you to work in Nanjing, so that you can take care of your mothers nearby." Feng Chen also agreed with Jing Shujie's idea.

"I listen to you." Jing Shujie nodded.

"When are you going to go?" Feng Chen asked.

"Tomorrow." Jing Shujie said.

"Okay, then I'll take the time to buy you the train ticket today." Feng Chen felt that he cared too little about Jing Shujie.

"You're busy, don't worry, I'll just let my sister accompany me to buy it in the afternoon." Jing Shujie looked at Feng Chen with bright eyes.

"Feng Wan, there is 20,000 US dollars in the upstairs drawer, accompany your sister-in-law to buy something for your mother in the afternoon, and bring the rest of the money back to Nanjing." Feng Chen instructed Feng Wan.

"Okay." Feng Wan agreed.

After breakfast, Feng Chen left home, went out of Renai Alley, called a rickshaw, and went directly to the editorial office of the "Current Affairs Weekly" in the Zhonghui Bank building on Aidoya Road.

When he came to the editorial office on the third floor, Wang Tiemin was already cleaning up the room.

"Mr. Feng, is it so early today? I'll pour you tea. Wang Tiemin greeted Feng Chen.

"I'll come by myself, this magazine will be the three of us from now on, and we don't have to be polite to each other." Feng Chen personally picked up the boiling water bottle, took the quilt, and poured tea.

"Tiemin, have you read before?" After pouring the tea, Feng Chen sat down on the chair next to him and asked.

"I have read the Three Character Classic, I can read a few words, and I can write my own name." Wang Tiemin replied.

"Yes, when you have nothing to do here, I can teach you to read, and you can also ask Miss Hu for advice." In the past few days of contact, Feng Chen found that this Wang Tiemin was quite good in all aspects except that he was uneducated.

While the two were talking, Hu Mei came in with a bag.

"Welcome to Writer Hu, I heard that you are coming to our small temple, and I didn't sleep well all night." Feng Chen joked with Hu Mei.

"Hehe, it's an honor for Hu to be able to work under your Feng Dacai." Hu Mei smiled slightly, and came to sit down beside Feng Chen.

"This is Mr. Wang Tiemin Wang, who is in charge of the field work and miscellaneous work of the magazine." Feng Chen pointed to Wang Tiemin, who was pouring tea for Hu Mei.

"Well, I saw it yesterday." Hu Mei reached out and took the tea handed by Wang Tiemin.

"At present, there are only three of us in the magazine, and now let's discuss, how to make this "Current Affairs Weekly" magazine unique? Who should I be targeting? Feng Chen began to ask for Hu Mei's opinion.

"This is the concession, and I think the magazine should still publish some topics that the public is more concerned about, and it should be attractive to reveal some sensational news from time to time." Hu Mei suggested.

"I think the same way, but the issue that the public is most concerned about now must be the situation between China and Japan, but I am afraid it is not good for us to openly talk about the situation between China and Japan in the publication." Feng Chen was worried.

"That depends on how the article is written, for example, you were dancing at the Paramount Ballroom last night, and I found that there were important officials of the national government present, and it seems that two Japanese were also there, isn't this kind of news a starting point?"

Hu Mei is indeed very smart, and she can make her thoughts clear at once.

"Oh? Did Miss Hu see Huang Jun, the confidential secretary of the Executive Yuan, last night? Feng Chen asked.

"How do you know?" Hu Mei glared at Feng Chen and asked.

"I saw him last night, too." Feng Chen said.

"You were at Paramount last night?" Hu Mei asked.

"No, I was passing by Paramount and happened to see this person." Feng Xiaochen replied.

"Then how about we break the news in the first issue as a shocking news?" Hu Mei made a suggestion.

"Yes, yes, but I think it's better to hide Huang Jun's name." Feng Chen said.

"Then write about a certain dignitary in the Executive Yuan of the National Government, so that it is always okay, and let the readers guess who it is." Hu Mei immediately understood what Feng Chen meant.

"Well, that's all." Feng Chen nodded.

"We report the heavy news unique to our "Current Affairs Weekly" every issue, and the rest is easy to do, we can extract some content from other newspapers and magazines, so that once it is fleshed out, the weekly issue will be completed." Hu Mei's train of thought is very organized.

"Agree with you." Feng Chen felt that Hu Mei's thinking was completely consistent with his own.

"Oops! After chatting for a long time, you Feng Dacai haven't said how much salary you will pay me every month? Hu Meijiao screamed, startling Feng Chen.

"Haha, this is easy to say, Tie Min, I opened him 50 oceans, you are an editor and reporter, according to the salary of two people, how about 100 oceans a month?" Feng Chen said.

"Hehe, it's a bit much, I'll just take the same one with Mr. Wang." Hu Mei excused herself.

"I still think it's less, you know, the magazine will rely on you in the future, and if you can't write anything, how can you go on? Besides, our publication has to be published with the help of your reputation. Feng Chen insisted.

"Okay, then give me 100 oceans a month, and I'll make you get your money's worth." Hu Mei stopped pushing.

While Feng Chen was chatting with Hu Mei, Wang Xinheng followed Shen Zui in.

Seeing these two people, Hu Mei's face changed slightly imperceptibly, and she seemed to be very surprised and puzzled by the arrival of these two people, and she was a little afraid.

"Brother Wang, Brother Shen, please come in quickly, my place is small, don't feel aggrieved if you come in, or you two will give me a big red envelope today, and I will rent a reception room for it." Feng Chen hurriedly got up and let Wang Xinheng and Shen Zui into the editorial office.

Hu Mei got up to help Wang Tiemin, pouring tea for Wang Xinheng and Shen Drunk.

"Isn't this Miss Hu Mei? How? No longer an editor at New Poetry Weekly? Wang Xinheng took the tea handed over by Hu Mei, looked at Hu Mei and asked.

"Hehe, Mr. Feng's salary here is high, I will go wherever I pay more salary." Hu Mei smiled slightly and replied.

Feng Chen secretly thought, Wang Xinheng and Shen Zui really knew Hu Mei, it seems that Hu Mei's identity is very suspicious, maybe she has long been his comrade, but the particularity of underground work is not clear to everyone.

Guessing is guessing, and in complex environmental conditions, a person's beliefs cannot be judged by guessing.

"I like Miss Hu's poetry the most." Shen Zui on the side said.

"Hehe, I don't know which poem Mr. Shen likes me?" Hu Mei asked with a smile.

"We took the sun to the cemetery and came back with the starlight...... Shen Zui really recited two sentences, Hu Mei's poem when she mourned Lu Xun.

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Shen is really a caring person! Hu Mei said with a pun.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, let's talk about how many red envelopes each of you give me?" Feng Chen made a joke on the side, stretched out his hand to ask Wang Xinheng and Shen Zui to ask for a red envelope.